Deliverance

Deliverance

Once upon a time ago, a five-year-old boy asked me for his hand. I accepted not knowing what it’s all about, nor the toil at hand. A quarter of a century later, that boy, still five-years-old, yearns for attention, searches … Continue reading

Love

Love

It makes the world go round…will we ever allow for this life-altering experience? It’s steadfast one, indeed worth the devotion that palpates us at the cellular level. I am all for a fiesta to celebrate love just because.  I suppose … Continue reading

On Becoming Numb

A mother once told her baby girl, Every time you forgive him, he will love you a little more, but you will stop loving him, so the day he loves you the most you will not feel anything for him … Continue reading

The Uses of Sorrow

The Uses of Sorrow

(In my sleep I dreamed this poem) Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this, too was a gift.  – Mary Oliver from Thirst (Beacon Press, 2006)

A Touch of Rose

Pourquoi non? Although I’m not skilled in the least with anything to do with makeup, I do on occasion add a touch of rose, a wee bit of an enhancement. Anything I do apply blends into my skin within a … Continue reading

Born to Stand Out

Born to Stand Out

We weren’t made to fit in, we were born to stand out. Time is so compressed these capriciously peculiar days; I can’t think of a better opportunity to take this on. What seems magical is fairly straightforward here, we are … Continue reading

Afternoon Stillness

Afternoon Stillness

If only for a moment, the sun squeezed some rays into our 3:30 pm reuniting space, at least a few days of this week. Orphaned glasses sometimes from the night before, some half full and thumb marked, greeting this afternoon … Continue reading

Someone to Tend. Part 2

Someone to Tend. Part 2

We surfaced on this mellifluously abundant planet of everything imaginable and instantly we embrace the idea of scarcity. I can’t blame us wholeheartedly as deception is quite astute and personal accountability and choice are striped from us since our arrival … Continue reading

Lofty Ventures in the Wounds of my Shadows

Lofty Ventures in the Wounds of my Shadows

When your heart is left with the remnants, still smoldering from a ravaged battlefield, a hill or two become more than a routine, they become a heraldic urgency of sorts. Just another dizzying, hazy early morning acclivous brisk treading, what … Continue reading

Hold on Tightly

Hold on Tightly

There is no doubt the war of the worlds continues to rage within us, around us and beyond. It’s business as usual: Satan vs. God, Good vs. Evil, Light vs. Dark. As I wait patiently for the Lord, I set … Continue reading